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Did you lose her? (Lando Norris)

Maybe it was never a change of heart

Note: english is not my first language. It's angsty with a happy ending, and it's also the first piece that's I've written that's based of a song, Stick Season by Noah Kahan. I hope I did it well enough! 🫶 also, it has smut, and if you have followed me for long enough, you know I don't usually do it, but I think it's these AUS pics 😮‍💨😌🥵

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Cw: curse words, previous break-up and themes related to that, smut (mentions protected sex, hormonal contraception, praise kink if you squint at the whole thing)

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And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed

Doing the food shop was one one of the mundane adult life tasks you actually enjoyed doing. You had some music on your ears and walked along the supermarket, making sure you weren't buying too much outside of your list.

Tomato sauce and two packets of the instant noodles for when you didn't feel like cooking or were in a rush, you told yourself as you browsed through the aisle.

The scent should've been the first give away, but lots of people wore the same perfume. However, not all of them had the characteristic underlying scent that to this day meant comfort.

"Y/N! I wasn't expecting to see you", Cisca said as he placed the item she took from the shelf on her shopping cart, "goodness, how long has it been since we've seen you?", she smiled sadly.

Five months, you thought. One hundred and fifty two days since you and Lando parted ways and you shipped your belongings back to England. You told yourselves it was amicable and that you'd still be there for eachother, but you had published your first article and he had started his season without the other by your side.

"It's been some time, yes. How are you?", you wondered, "we've been good, you know how busy it gets around this time of year. But Savannah had their little girl, Athena - let me show you a picture!", she scrambled her phone out of her bag.

"Oh, how cute!", you cooed at the little baby bundled up in a pink blanket, "Mila is such a good big sister, too!", she showed you a picture with the two of them in Lando's lap, the baby tucked safely into his chest as Mila seemed to be showing him one of her toys.

Gulping and swallowing the tears that threatened to fall, you looked up at her and smiled, "I'm glad everyone is doing good - send Oliver and Sav my congratulations!", you nodded, hoping she would get the hint.

Storing her phone back in her bag, Cisca smiled, resembling the smile that you woke up many times to, "I will, darling. All the best for you, hopefully we'll see you around", she said before rubbing your back soothingly.

You found an aisle without people and allowed yourself to cry. Just for a little bit before you had to go back to pretend it didn't hurt still.

And I'll dream each night of some version of you

That I might not have, but I did not lose

"I'm on the podium, dad!", Lando yelled as he hugged Adam, cackling in excitement as he hugged the team who were there to celebrate and congratulate him.

"Congratulations, baby!", you yelled as Lando turned to hug you, arms going around your waist and pulling you as close as the safety barriers allowed, clicking open his visor so you could look at your favourite eyes in the world.

"I love you so much, Y/N!", he yelled back, winking before he went up to get weighed in.

On the podium, he looked at you like you two were the only people there, smiling up at him as he blew you a kiss.

"I knew you'd be on the podium, baby", you smiled once you were back in his driver's room, "How are you so sure?", he wondered, kissing your neck soflty.

"The development they're doing, your talent, Lando, I knew it was going to happen, and from now on, you better get used to being up there every single weekend", you smirked, kissing from his throat to his jaw and up to his lips, humming when his tongue poked at your lips begging for entrance.

It was hot and he was sweaty. His phone read 4:30am as he stood up against the headboard, finding the light switch so he wouldn't walk around the hotel room in complete darkness.

It was the third night in a row you showed up in his dreams. The first time, it was subtle as he dreamed about flying on plane and he was sure you were there. The past two, however, had you in there as a main character. He dreamed of walking in the paddock with you, of having you there to comfort him and knock some sense in his head when his P4 in qualifying didn't feel enough, and now you were celebrating his podium.

It's weird how his brain went there, how his arms and face felt like they had truly been holding you despite not having done it in months. Muscle memory betrayed, he thought as he poured himself some water and took little sips of it as he looked outside the window.

Fuck, he missed you. And not just for these big moments where he was on a high and wanted to share it with you or when he was do low you were the only person that could make him crawl out of the dark hole he snuck himself into. It's when he's making his bed back home and the other pillow remains fluffed because no one's using it, it's the mug you left behind and he doesn't have the courage to send back to you or give to someone else or when he sees something that reminds him of you and he gets it, hoping one day he can get them to you.

You once called me forever, now you still can't call me back

Lando sighed again as the call went to voicemail. It was the third time it happened in the last couple of hours. It was media day at Suzuka and they were having lunch.

"You know it's 3 am back in England, right?", Oscar asked bluntly, "when we were having breakfast, sure, you might have got hold of her if she was doing a late night, but I think you should wait", he reasoned.

Oscar was right. He didn't want to risk it waking you up even though he was sure your phone was on silent since you loved your sleep dearly.

"I hate this", Lando muttered, rubbing his forehead with his fingers. Oscar was aware of some of what had happened between Lando and you. The start of the season always came with new gossip and this one's was filled with rumours and conspiracy theories about the paddock's sweetheart and young couple.

Lando started driving in Formula One when he was nineteen, so they had seen his grow up through the years along with your relationship. At first, you were pinned down as his sister, then a best friend when they realised you didn't share genetics, and then you were his girlfriend. The lingering touches and big smiles they caught never rushed you to admit your feelings or put a label on your relationship, but everyone was there when you walked hand in hand on the paddock and confirmed the suspicions they had for months. Lando Norris and his best friend were in love and they all felt like proud parents as they watched you support him unconditionally every time you could.

"Did you lose her?", Oscar quesioned his team-mate as he picked on the food on his plate.

"I don't have her with me, have I?", Lando snapped and regretted it almost immediately.

Oscar put it down to tiredness, jet lag and the fact that he seemed a bit lost on how he was navigating the situation, "What I'm saying is, did you lose her? Did you do your absolute best to keep her with you?", he said sternly, "Used all of the options and possibilities and it still didn't work out? You don't lose someone because things fell apart in a stressful situation", he reasoned.

He was young but not dumb, truly.

"Feels like I have though", Lando added.

"What I'm saying is if you really want to know how she is and if you want to have an honest conversation with her, you have to make an effort. Not just calling and asking your mother to see if she's spotted her lately, or your sisters to check in your circle of friends whether or not she has moved on", Oscar lectured.

"Do you think I can do it? Do I have what it takes?", Lando confessed his doubts out loud. One of the reasons he had yet to act on it was because having a second chance wasn't for everyone and he needed to make sure it went perfect. You deserved that.

"You're a Formula One driver with deep pockets and a massive heart that still belongs to someone. What can't you do?", the young australian driver mused before he got up, taking his plate with him and leaving Lando pondering about what to do next.

I hope this pain's just passin' through

You sang loudly as you dusted the living room shelves, windows open to let the autumn air in. While cleaning wasn't your favourite thing to do, you had woken up with an urge to clean and given that it happened very rarely, you were taking it in stride.

So far, you found a receipt of a pair of jeans you were meant to return but gave your friends instead, a concert ticket and a bigger amount of dust than you'd like to admit. When you pulled the fabric strap, though, you knew that you wouldn't want to get rid of it. The lanyard belonged to one of the passes for one of the Grand Prix weekend you went to see Lando. Inspecting it closer, you realised it was his second home race, the Polaroid picture attached to it confirming the date.

It started with you joking about the fact that the pass was not the prettiest, so Lando hunted down the paddock to find a Polaroid camera, snapping a picture of you two and pinching a hole on it so you could carry it around and cover the supposed ugly pass. The photo was still intact, just a little dusty as you wiped it with your sleeve. Lando was kissing your cheek as you smiled impossibly big, eyes squinty and smile beaming because of the guy whose lips were on your cheek.

A single teardrop fell on the plastic covered paper before a few more followed as you sat down, looking at what you had once been and how things were right now. The missed calls on your phone led you to believe that maybe he still felt something too, but the potential heartache of trying again and it not working would hurt more than it already does.

The vibration from watch caught your attention as you read the two notifications. One from your e-mail with Qatar Airways written in bold and a text from Lando.

Qatar Airways

Thank you for choosing to fly with Qatar Airways!

Lando ✨️

I need you here with me, Y/N, please

I made the flight reservation for you, they will hold the ticket until two hours before the flight leaves, you just have to confirm with your passport ❤️

You promised me that I was more than all the miles combined

Heathrow Airport, 7th October 2023, 6:30 am.

You couldn't back out now, that would mean Lando would lose the money he spent to get you here in the first place. It wasn't by all means quiet, but your thoughts were loud enough.

You shouldn't be here. Why were you here? Why did you accept this, Y/N?

Because Lando needed you there.

Simple as that.

Boarding the flight, you smiled and thanked as the flight attendant pointed to the area where your seat was and where you would spend the next six hours and a half.

"I'm sorry, our seats are by the window", a woman in her thirties said as she bounced a little girl on her hip, making you get up so she could get to it, "thank you", she smiled, sitting down and buclking herself and her daughter to her body.

"Lyla, you can't go pulling on other people's clothes - I'm so sorry", she apoligised as the little girl pulled on your shirt's detailed button buckle.

"No worries, I know how restless they can get. You do the best for your baby. You're only responsible for yours and her emotions, no one else's on this plane", you offered her, remembering the times you would take flights and fully grown adults would go up to a stressed parent to let them know they could hear their crying child as if the parents themselves didn't know.

"My husband is somewhere in there, too", she chuckled, sometimes I feel I'm responsible for his too - accountantable in a way at least", she chuckled.

"You weren't able to sit together?", you wondered.

"My husband planned the weekend to go watch a race and come back, but we found some holiday days and we decided on a spontaneous trip. This was the only seat left they had", she explained.

"I can change seats if you want", you offered, "I'm flying on my own and I'll get to the destination all the same", you giggled.

"You wouldn't mind?", she asked, relief settling over her as she tried to see her husband, waving at him to come closer as you touched the button to call the flight attendant as the passengers were all sat down on your section.

"This lovely young woman says she doesn't mind switching seats with you", she said to her husband as you spoke to the flight attendant.

"No, there's no problem with that if you both agree", the flight attendant smiled as you got up, ignoring the frown on the man next to you who had to get up so you could swap, "bye bye, Lyla!", you waved at the little girl before her parents thanked you once again.

Finding your new seat, you put your bag under the seat in front and sat down, excusing yourself to the older couple next to you, "I just swapped seats with the gentleman that was here, I'm sorry", you smiled, hoping they wouldn't be too mad.

"Oh, he was able to sit with his family after all - I told you, Harold!", the lady winked at her husband, "I'm Francesca, you can call me Fran", she said sweetly.

Despite the early flight, they both seemed to be full of energy as they started telling you stories of their life and family, showing pictures of their kids and grandkids.

"One day you'll have all of that with the person you love, darling - if that's something you want, of course!", Harold peeped in, "our granddaughters are always telling me not everyone wants the same things!", he chuckled softly.

"It's okay - I would like that, actually", you smiled sadly as Francesca landed her hand on top of yours.

"Why does that sound like a confused heart, dear?", she commented, reading you like a book. The flight was closer to be three quarters of the way to the destination, so you still had some time to kill.

"A little bit; I'm actually flying over to see the person who still has this confused heart", you mumbled.

"Your eyes sparkle when you talk about him, dear - something tells me he's going to 'unconfuse' your heart", she smiled, "tell me about him".

"Godness", you chuckled, "He's kind, respectful, honest, goofy, cute, charming, loving, he's all that is good. We just lost our way, I think", you recalled, smiling at the thought of him.

"You'll find it back, dear. Life has mysterious ways but it has the right ways - I like to believe it does, anyway", the older lady assured, squeezing your hand in hers.

Waving goodbye to Harold and Francesca when you found the taxi bay, you requested to be taken to the paddock.

When you got there, you payed the kind driver before he helped you take your suitcase from the boot, "enjoy the race!", he smiled.

You were thankful all eyes were on the track already, making you cross the whole paddock and step into McLaren's hospitality quickly after collecting your pass.

"Y/N!", Zak said as he was the first person to spot you, "you're here, you came!", he smiled, hugging you tightly, "we're all very happy you're here", he said as he asked one of the team members to store your suitcases somewhere appropriate before leading you to the corridor to the drivers' rooms.

"Lando is inside, and the race starts in less than ninety minutes, so you won't talk all you need to, but it's a good start", he said, knocking on the door before he left.

When Lando heard the knock, he hoped it was you. Sophie and Oscar were great people, but in the last hour, everytime he opened the door, theirs were the faces he saw instead of yours.

"Y/N", he welcomed you into his room before closing the door, "I hope it's okay that I flew you here, thank you for coming", he said as he hesitated on giving you a hug.

Taking a step forward, you laced your arms around his waist as he did the same around your shoulders, inhaling eachother's scent and feeling like a weight was lifted off both of you, "I missed you so much, Y/N", he whispered before you pulled apart.

"It's not the first time you've done that for me", you fumbled with your hands, "although I was very surprised. We haven't spoken to eachother in some time, Lando", you sterned.

"Not because I didn't try", he bit bat with an ironic chuckle, "Why did you come here then?", he defended, taking your words as immediate offense and not taking a second to process them properly.

"Because even though we're not together anymore, you matter to me. I care about you! I'm not sure what monster you depict me as or that you imagine I've turned into, but I wouldn't dream of wishing you misery! If you call me and tell me you need me here, I'll be here because I care about you!", you snapped, "you have no idea how many times I wanted to give up and cancel this! Why am I here, Lando?", you asked.

You didn't expect him to react that way, not that you had a much better reaction anyway.

"Fuck, this is not how we do this", you took a deep breath as Lando held your hands in his, mimicking your movements as he did the same. Three long deep breaths, in and out, in and out, in and out.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that", Lando began, hands laced on yours still, "thank you for bring here, I needed you here because there's no one else in the world that can make me feel comfortable like you do, and I need that. I need to feel like myself - and I know it's a selfish ask to make you get up and drop your things to be here with me but-", you interrupted him.

"It's okay, Lando, you're okay", you cooed, searching for his eyes and hoping you'd get the message your mouth was failing to say through.

You pulled him to sit in front of you in the massage table, "I've been seeing all the podiums you've been getting - the team have done such a great job developing, and your talent and skills have brought it to the podium", you tried a lighter subject even though you were 99% sure of his worries.

"Oscar still qualified above me", he began, "He's a rookie and he's managed to do in months what I haven't done in five years", he allowed himself to express his feelings. After all, it was you.

"Oscar is not driving a tractor like you were", you shrugged your shoulders as Lando laughed.

"For someone who was invited last minute and got a pretty good pass, I'm not sure how the team would feel about you talking like that", he smirked, hand finding your own as he rubbed his thumb on your palm.

"I'm only telling the truth", you smiled, "and I mean it. I know how this sport works, but you shouldn't compare yourself to your teammate when the circumstances are so different", you mused.

"The team have been great and they still haven't said anything", he reasoned.

"Of course they haven't because it's something that happens, Lando. I was watching the highlights and so many drivers went over the limits because that's how this track goes", you stated, "there's only so much you can do and you shouldn't put all that pressure on yourself", you tsked, "I know you do, but you shouldn't", you smiled.

"You always know what to say, don't you?", he chuckled, "I have an inkling on how this here works", you winked and tapped his head with your free hand.

A knock on the door interrupted your moment as Jon opened it right after, "Lando, we need to start prepping for the sprint", he said before he turned to you, "Hi Y/N, good to have you back!", he smiled before he let you finish what you were doing.

"I should go, then", Lando trailed off, "are you going to browse around the paddock? I bet a lot of people miss you and your face here", he nudged.

"I came here for you, I don't care about anyone else", you smiled as you leaned over to press a kiss on his cheek for a few seconds, smiling against his warm skin before grabbing your bag and walking out.

Most of the team must've known you were coming since not many of them took a second look whenever you greeted them or entered a different area.

One of the media girls got you a set of headphones as she stood next to you, Oscar and Lando getting ready to go to the track.

His routine hadn't changed as your eyes followed him while he got dressed appropriately and safely for the race.

Before Lando put his helmet on he looked back at you, winking and smiling when you winked back.

When the gap wasn't closing in, you knew Lando would be disappointed with P3, not because of the place itself but because his team-mate had done better.

As you moved to a better spot to watch the interviews on the media pen, your heart felt like someone was using it like a trampoline, jumping and stomping on it as Lando spoke about himself with such a negative tone.

Surely, the interviewers were fishing for answers with biased questions and his mind took him there.

As you waited for him to be back to the hospitality, you got yourself something to eat, realising you hadn't done it since the plane.

Lando was beating himself up and he couldn't shake the bad mood he was in even when he thought you had travelled to see him and be there for him.

As Sophie gave him a quick debrief about his interviews, he stepped into his driver's room so he could have a quick shower and then head to the team debrief.

"It wouldn't hurt going up to her, you know?", Jon told him, ready to take any harsh words first if it meant you didn't hear them.

"I know it wouldn't, I'm just going to eat something and then I'll join the debrief with the rest of the team", Lando mumbled as he walked up to you.

"Hey", he said sitting down on the sofa next to you.

"Hey, Lando", you said, testing the waters and approaching his body until you rested your head on his shoulder.

"You are going to get your win, Lando. It's going to be an amazing weekend and it's going to be your first. Surely important, but you'll be a race winner and go on to the next race", you said as he seemed to be unsure of the tone you were going for, "as that will be a big moment in a long career - because it won't define it - this doesn't define you either, as a person and as a driver", you concluded, hoping to bring a little bit of his confidence and self-esteem back up a little.

"And you're going to be there?", he asked. He was feeling like shit and needed to know. It wasn't fair, but he needed to know.

"I can't make promises like that, not before we speak properly", you remarked, looking up at him from where you were, kissing his cheek and squeezing his hand in yours, "do you want me to stay here or should I go back to the hotel?", you asked. It wasn't the right time or the right place to talk about it.

"Could you stay here, please?", he said as you took your book out of your bag, knowing it would run long and you'd need some entertainment as there was only so much catching up you could do with the team when they're suppose to be working.

"I will, then", you said as Lando took the plunge and kissed the top of your head.

Ten chapters and a tea later, Lando tapped your shoulders, "I'm finished, are we ready to go?", he asked as you got up accepting his hand to hold as you walked out of the hospitality, grabbing your suitcase from the storage room and bidding goodbye to the team.

"I couldn't get a separate room for you, but the room I'm staying in has this living room area and the sofa opens into a bed, they said it's really comfy and they also left an extra mattress topper and some blankets", Lando said as he drove, "in case you didn't feel comfortable, I- I just want you to feel comfortable", he emphasised nervously.

"Lando, you don't need to walk on eggshells, okay? It's me", you smiled reassuringly as he stole a quick look at you before focusing back on the road, "sounds like a nice solution, fine by me", you reassured him.

Leaving the car to the valet and taking the lift up with you, you stayed silent until you were inside the hotel room, "That's the bedroom area, bathroom's here - and it has a double sink - and then the living room", Lando patted the extra linen folded on the sofa.

"Thank you", you assented, "would you like to talk now or is it bad timing? You must be tired f,-".

"Yes, please", he agreed immediately sitting on the sofa and making room for you to sit in front of him.

"I don't know where to begin", you observed after a while, "it's been tough being without you - I have been so used to having you there for me and to be there for you that nothing quite has the same meaning. I can live without you - barely, but I can -, that's not the question, but I don't want to", you manifested.

"We ended things because we had to, and it did us both well to see from another perspective - that's what it felt for me anyway -, but I want to be with you and to have you with me", he elaborated, "I don't care if you have to spend more time back home because of the distance, or come with me to the races because of the distance, too, I-".

"It was never about the distance, Lando", you interjected. You both used that excuse way too many times but deep down you knew it wasn't because of it.

"We'll work it out then", Lando suggested, "we'll work on us because knowing eachother doesn't mean we don't have to put ourselves first and keep investing on our relationship. I value you so much Y/N, I love you so much and I want to do this right", he whispered as if he spoke any louder would disturb the moment.

"I love you too", you smiled as you laced your hands together, "we'll work on it, together".

It was already late so Lando offered you the bathroom so you could shower and do your night routine first and then make the sofa bed to your liking while he did his night routine.

"Good night, angel", Lando said after you hugged him goodnight, kissing the top of your head before letting you lie down first since the light on his bedside table was the only one illuminating the room.

After you cocooned yourself in the sheets comfortably, you spoke up, "Lando, I'm sorry I didn't answer back sooner", you apoligised.

"It's okay, love, you don't have to worry about that", he cooed softly and you could hear the smile on his voice.

"I know it's not, but thank you for making me feel better about it, goodnight", you smiled, feeling hopeful about it.

The next morning, you were woken up by the noise coming from the bathroom, assuming Lando was showering inside as you stretched, surprised at how well you slept. Maybe the bedding was genuinely nice, the sofa bed wasn't bad to begin with, especially considering the hotel you were staying in, or maybe it was the fact that for the first time in months, you fell asleep knowing the person who your heart belonged to was more than happy to let you keep his, too, and he was in the same space as you.

"Good morning, beautiful", Lando smiled as he noticed you were awake already, "did you sleep well?".

"Good morning, Lan", you yawned, "I did, really well, actually. At what time do we have to be at the track?", you wondered. It was a night race, so the call up was later than usual.

"I'm leaving after breakfast, but you can stay and head there later if you want", Lando declared as you walked up to him, "I just need to freshen up and get ready", you smiled, kissing his cheek and heading for the bathroom with your clothes.

As soon as you arrived at the track, you took one of the back entrances as you knew Lando would spend some time with the fans and other drivers he bumped into, finding a nice spot on the lounge and going back to your book.

"I'm going to start race prep", Lando stopped by you in the lounge after a quick meeting, "I probably won't talk to you much until afterwards so I just came to check on you", he reasoned.

Getting up, you moved to one of the corridors, leaning up to kiss his forehead softly, "Good luck, my love, you're going to do so well, I know it", you smiled against his skin.

"I have my lucky charm with me", he smirked, kissing the top of your head before he got back to Jon.

From P10 to P3, Lando had an eventful race. Fortunately, and compared to the rest of the grid, he seemed to be doing fairly well as he stood in front of AC Units while replenishing the water he lost during the fifty-seven laps.

"I'm so proud of you!", you cooed as he got back to the garage, shaking hands with all the mechanics and engineers before he got to you. You hugged his sweaty body, not caring about it as long as you felt his close to you.

"They're postponing race debrief so I'm going to shower quickly and then we can get going, beautiful", he smiled, kissing a spot on your cheek very close to your lips.

Smiling giddily, you went to the bar area to get a bottle of water for yourself as Sophie walked last you, "seems like we will be seeing a lot more of you again soon - maybe Zak can also hire you as our lucky charm!", she winked as you shook your head, blood rushing to your cheeks at her words.

Back in the hotel room, it was your turn to freshen up and get ready to sleep. The spirits were high and you were feeling like the wait time was over. Your heart was healed enough as you sat on Lando's bed, "I'm so proud of you, you had an incredible drive tonight", you smiled as you moved closer to him as he sat on the edge, back against the headboard and one leg on the mattress while the other hung beside the mattress.

"It felt so good", he smiled, "thank you for supporting me", he cupped your cheek as he silently asked you for permission to kiss your lips. Lando couldn't waste anymore time as he pulled you to him so he could kiss you properly, your legs on either side of his as you straddled him, revelling in the feeling of being in eachother's hold as your hands played with his hair while his held your waist.

"As much as I'd love to continue this, I'm exhausted, baby", he rubbed your thighs, "it's okay, my love, I wasn't thinking of letting you do anything else anyway", you smiled, kissing his nose softly before you got on one knee so you could flop to the side and land on the mattress.

"Sleep here, yes?", he mused and you nodded, undoing the bed and getting under the sheets, his arm holding you to him and making sure he didn't let go.

As if you'd leave anyway.

4.30am and Lando woke up again. This time however, the sight he longed to see was right there. The you he had and had got back, cuddled up to his chest as your leg was hoisted up on top of his own and very close to his aching cock.

As he tried to change the angle so every time you moved, your smooth skin wouldn't pratically tease him, you stirred in your sleep, eyes opening as he tried to adjust your knee.

"Is everything alright, baby? Am I hurting you?", you said as you recoiled from his body.

"No, angel, no!", he quickly guaranteed, "I'm sorry I woke you up, it's just that your knee was very close to me and I was having a hard time dealing with it".

"A hard time indeed", you snickered as you felt his hard-on strained on his Calvin Kleins. Dating after being friends for so long brought an easy joking side to your relationship so much easier and funnier as you wouldn't get offended with most of what you said to eachother, "need help with that?", you smirked.

"But I wanted to treat you", Lando pouted, "Can I, gorgeous girl?", he whispered as he kissed up your neck once you whispered "yes", hands roaming on your body as he pulled up your nightshirt, finding your nipples and twisting them slightly to work your body up the way you did with his.

Your sighs and whimpers let him know he was doing a good job as undressed your torso, littering small kissed from your throat to your tummy, "you're so gorgeous, Y/N, I can't believe you're mine", he said as he blew a raspberry on your tummy, earning giggles from you before he licked up a stripe near your panties line.

"You know how much I like it when you wear your pink panties", he voiced as he touched you over the cotton fabric, feeling you pulsate already, "Do you like it when I tease you over your pink panties, baby?".

"Yes", you scrambled out betwen moans and deep breaths, "Oh my Goodness, princess", he cooed as you squirmed, "You want me to fill this pussy up?", he wondered as you let out a yes followed but a deep mewling sound.

"Let me take a little peek, then", as his fingers pushed the fabric down, a string of wetness caught in the material as he smiled, "Oh my Goodness, look at this pretty little pink pussy", he kisses your clit, "all of you, you're se beautiful, baby".

Rubbing the inside of your thighs with his thumbs, pressing the soft skin as he got rid of your underwear, "Are you going to let me fill you up?", he asked as he wouldn't do it without consent.

"Yes, please do it, Lan", you moaned, hand looking for his own to hold.

"You don't need to say please, my love - here", he whispered as he laced your hands together, "you'll always have me, you hear me? I'm yours, sweet girl", he smiled.

His hand that wasn't securely laced in yours helped you take his underwear off before he came back up to kiss your lips softly.

"Does it feel good when I tease your clit like that, gorgeous?", he smirked as he ran the tip of his cock in your sensitive bud, "Yes - uhg, baby", you gasped, looking into his eyes and swearing you could get lost in them had you not been in such a state of arousal as you were.

"You look so pretty like this, my beautiful, sweet girl", he praised as he saw your twitches and heard your moans at his words, "we need protection, though", he stated.

"I'm good, didn't see anyone else - you?", you wondered as he shook his head, "didn't see anyone else either - condom?", he asked, making you nod and separate so he could get it from his toiletries bag. Hormonal contraception left you feeling worse that it made your life easier, so you and Lando always used condoms.

Rolling it down his shaft, Lando climbed back in the bed and kissed your lips, adjusting himself before he entered you.

You whimpered as Lando slid inside you, a low groan escaping from his throat as he gently slid, taking your hand back in his and resting them next to your head on the pillow.

"You feel so good for me, sweet girl, so wet so warm, so good - aah", he breathed out, "so tight, my sweet sweet girl", he squeezed his eyes shut at the feeling of your walls squeezing him.

You stretched your arm out enough to pull his face closer to yours, kissing his jaw and then his lips before whispering "you can move, love".

Lando pulled back slowly, thrusting in gently to begin with and savouring how you felt around him.

"I love you", you muttered into his neck between moans as he picked up the pace, thrusting into you faster, harder and deeper.

"I'm close", Lando groaned as he felt your walls clench around him, his hand crawling between your bodies and drawing lazy circles on your clit to get you to your release.

"Me too, feels so good, I feel so good", you moaned out, a high pitch one particularly when you felt the band was about to snap.

“My sweet girl, my beautiful sweet girl, are you going to come for me?”, Lando worked you up as your body started to show signs of it, "let go, my love, I'm here, I've got you”, he soothed, still gently rubbing your clit with one hand and keeping hold of the other.

Your back arched, sensitive nipples rubbing against his skin, as you came with a high-pitched whine, nuzzling your face on his thick neck as you came undone around him. Lando came soon after, his hand that was not holding yours groping your waist as he groaned.

“Good, sweet girl, that was good, you did so well for me. I’ve got you, it's okay", he assured as he felt you flutter around him, probably from overstimulation considering neither of you had been with anyone else and you hadn't slept a full night yet, the tiredness he felt also a cause for how quickly he finished.

Lando kissed your forehead sweetly before he pulled out, getting up and throwing out the condom on the bathroom bin before he cane back to you on the bed.

"Let's put this on, yeah?", he whispered soflty as he helped you put on his linen shirt, buttoning it enough to let you breathe but still feel hugged by the fabric, and then a clean pair of underwear he got from your suitcase.

Before he laid in bed with you again, he put on his own underwear, pulling you to his arms and then pulling the crisp white covers over you.

"Do you feel good, baby?", he asked once you were cuddled up to him, "yes, I do", you smiled, a mixture of post sex glow and being back in his arms.

"Thank you for not giving up on us, I love you, sweet girl", Lando said as he played with your fingers, bringing them up to his mouth so he could kiss every single one of them, "you're the best thing in my life", he mumbled, letting you drift off to sleep.

[vanitythevantropist]

DISCLAIMER: this account is 16+ as it may contain themes that are not suitable for children. Please use caution and always check the trigger warnings. Stay safe❤️

TWs MAY INCLUDE:

-Suggestive topics

-Blood and gore

-Body horror

-Scary imagery in general

-Swearing

INTRODUCTION POST:

Hi! You may call me Mod Snake/Snake Mod, or Ryn, if you want to :3

I’m a 16 year old furry (scaly?) from South Africa! I go by she/her pronouns and am Omnisexual :> I’m a Christian (and also a Satanist) (Shocker, Ik👀)

My disorders consist of; ADHD, autism (ASD), sensory processing disorder (SPD), alexithymia

Over here on this strange lil blog, you’ll find my random thoughts and interactions with other Tumblr peeps, as well as images of my pets! The main part, though, is my art😌 Yeah, I’m a digital artist and am strangely motivated🤣 (My tablet sucks so it takes a while cuz I gotta charge it after an hour-) (Le sigh)

Also, here’s the second blog: @stevens-satanic-sketchbook :3

MAIN SONA (+the roleplays aspects):

Along with art n stuff, this blog is a hybrid between a personal blog and an ask blog! Who are the asks for? My OC, Vanity, ofc :3 When addressing her, you may use the name Vanity (or Vanitealius if you wanna be fancy lmao)

Very quick explanation of who and what she is; She is the Goddess of Chaos and Imbalance in her world and is able to jump dimensions. She’s very physical but her body doesn’t follow regular physical laws :3

Ref sheet:

(None yet, I haven’t made one💀)

FANDOMS I’M IN:

-How to Train Your Dragon

-Wings of Fire

-Warrior Cats (never read the books lmao)

-Helluva Boss

-My Little Pony (haven’t watched the show lol-)

-Cobra Kai (unironically)

OC STORIES (Named):

-Stones of Gold (original)

-Wings of Fire: the Dragon Pact Chronicles (WoF AU)

-Eternal Twilight (original)

-The Wilds of Pernul (original)

-The Sky of Maroon (original)

-Eyes of Pure Silver (original)

-The Colonies (WC AU)

-The Tempest’s End (original)

-The Divine Deception (original)

-Chasing Echoes (original)

ASKS (n stuff):

Feel free to ask me anything! I’m quite open about anxiety and my disorders, stuff like that :3 The thing you don’t ask are obvious, like sexual things, cuz I’m, y’know, 16💀

BUT! that’s not all!! If you want, you can ask my OCs questions, as well! Whatever you want, really! Want an introduction? Ask em! Wanna ask about their food tastes? Ask em! Wanna know a little more about their toxic ass relationships? Ask em, see if they’ll like that😌 (They probably won’t but you can do it anyway!) (I may or may not draw art for it but probably mostly won’t but hey, who knows?)

COMMONLY ASKED QUESTIONS:

-“How do you feel about PMs?” Love em! I’m all about chatting with like minded people :D If you wanna drop a compliment, ask about commissions, whatever, feel free!

-“How do you feel about fanart?” I LOVE fanart!! If you wish to draw fanart for me, please make sure to credit the OC/design to me and tag me directly!

-“How do you feel about reposts?” I don’t like reposts. If you want to share my art, please reblog my posts directly. Thank you!

ART REQUESTS:

Status: Open !!

Terms of request (ToR):

-You may request art through my asks or in private.

-The art requested will be drawn as a simple sketch. I leave the complicated pieces to the commissions!

-I draw; furries, dragons, horses/unicorns/pegasi, dogs, cats, gore (artsy), robots, fanart, OCs

-I don’t draw; humans, fish, complicated designs, nudity, overly suggestive, vehicles, hateful art (homophobia, racism, etc)

COMMISSIONS:

Status: Closed

Commission details:

[babyjakes]

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event | april '23 ddlg-themed blurb night

requested by @celestianstars | Eun I am so excited for blurb night! This is gonna be so good! 😍 was just thinking of Lloyd and soft degradation with his little baby! You’ve done so well behaving and being a good girl and listening to him and he knows you want him so bad, he’s been teasing and teasing but hasn’t had time to give you proper attention because ‘bad guys, sunshine.’ but now that he does have time he’s obsessed with how needy you are, you get so small and soft for him, he loves that he can do anything to you and all you want is more from your daddy! 🥺💌

warnings | ddlg. soft degredation. rough p in v sex. one pussy slap and one forced orgasm 😌

word count | 451

weeeeheeeeheee i was hoping someone would send in some lloyd filth!! amalia this is so perfect for this event— thankyou for sharing your beautiful slutty mind!!!

thinking about lloyd fucking you after weeks, maybe even months— maybe he’s been traveling for business and it hasn’t been safe enough for you to come along. he’s tried to keep you busy over the distance, sending pics and vids of him jerking off (with sound!! 😤) and even special instructional videos on how he wants you to touch yourself, but the whole time there’s been a big rule: no cumming. not until daddy comes back and can make you cum himself.

so when he finally does return, he makes an absolute feast out of you 🤤 dressing you up in fancy new designer lingerie he got while away, getting you all situated in the bedroom, eating you out to several orgasms (it’s his favorite form of foreplay and he knows you love the stache), fingering you, getting you nice and ready.

and when he finally does sink his massive, throbbing cock into your heat, he can’t take it anymore; he’s done waiting. he wants to fuck you hard, rough, fast. he wants to hear you screaming his name. so he does exactly what he wants, and it satisfies you in every way imaginable.

“there you go, there’s daddy’s filthy baby. been needing this so badly, huh? was so mean of daddy to leave for so long— dumb little babies like you need so much care, so much attention. well now you have it, sunshine, i’m giving it all to you. and what do you say?” grabbing your chin to force you to look at him as he fucks deeper and faster into you, definitely bruising your insides at this point 😭

“thank you daddy, thank you daddy!” 😖🫶 you can’t say the words enough, they just spill out of you in a mindless stream, mixed in with whimpers and sobs and sniffles, and lloyd’s just obsessed with how dumb you are for his dick.

“that’s a good girl. been so good for me, think you deserve to cum again” his words have you squealing and maybe trying to wiggle away; you’re already so sensitive, so overstimulated, but lloyd takes what he wants. he spits against your core before smacking his hand down, rubbing furiously.

“c’mon baby, give me one more. missed seeing those pretty eyes roll back into your head. there it is— poor girl, can’t help it, can you?” he laughs crudely as you squirt against him, sobbing his name as he keeps fucking you. “that’s my girl, just keep lying there and taking it. you’re not done ‘til daddy says so” 💖🫶💖🫶

[someprettyname]

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BEFORE YOU INTERACT

[ This post is subject to change, everytime i add a point i will reblog it so y'all know ��⁠(⁠＾⁠0⁠＾⁠)⁠┛ ]

>>> Mira/Nami/any pretty name

Just know that you'd have a special place in my heart of you assign me a unique nickname. That's what my URL and overall blog theme is about 😌 my name is the pretty name hehe :]

>>> I spam reblog often, i have a proper tagging system but just beware of that before you follow me.

When I say spam reblogging i MEAN spam reblogging. Fanarts, analysis, fic (self written and reblogs), interactions with mutuals and others, RPing with blue lockers and/or others, thirsting - EVERYTHING. I DUMP EVERYTHING on here.

>>> Late replies (advance apologies)

If I ever don't reply to something you tagged me in that's because I might've missed it among my other notifs, not because I'm ignoring it. { I try to reply to everything, I love interacting with people. Bear with me, please. } Sometimes, replying to certain things takes me days to a week. So that too. Saying this so you know what you're getting yourself into, i wouldn't want you overthinking my reply time unless we are in a conflict/argument.

>>> SUPER SELECTIVE follow backs.

Sometimes, I love a blog but don't follow it because you might be reblogging stuff I don't want to see on my dash. Just that. No hard feelings. Related to that : If I call you my moot YOU ARE MY MOOT. That's how it is in here, i don't have to follow you back for that. In my mind you are my sweet moot. Period. I'm a believer in "moots in spirit" concept 😌 I don't mind people asking me to be moots, but if I ignore your request please do take the hint. Also, if you're asking me to be moots always send the ask off anon so I can reply privately in case I'm saying no.

>>> DO NOT DM before asking me/until I do it myself.

If I've closed my inbox then comment on any of my post/pinned post to ask me but NEVER DM me before asking me/unless I've given a green flag beforehand. If my ask box is open and you'd rather communicate over DM just shoot me an ask and if I feel like it I'll DM you first. Point to note when you're shooting me an ask for DMing is to be considerate and put the ball in my court rather than making it a yes/no consent question. There's a difference. If you ever DM me without asking and you're someone I've never talked with in DM/discord before then I WILL have to block you. Don't be surprised. As much I'd hate to do that, you've already broken my boundary once and I'm not going to sit and hope you don't do it a second time. I have already compromised once in the past with someone and it turned out ugly.

>>> NOT SPOILER FREE

Don't come at me for not tagging the spoilers.

>>> I reblog NSFW, be warned.

Minors who interact with me, please be responsible. I don't really want to have a MDNI criteria for a few bad and irresponsible cases.

>>> I self ship with multiple characters, do NOT shame me in any way.

Self shipping/thirsting/simping is my way to show an appreciation for a character, it should be obvious that it does NOT reflect how I approach things in real life so when you shame me over it any way (yes, playful jokes included) it puts me in a tough spot. It makes me uncomfortable in my skin, don't do that. Don't be the one who spoils my experience here. I'll ignore such comments, and if you keep doing it again and again know that you'd only be DAMAGING your relationship with me. Period.

>>> Journaling personal thoughts.

This place is my safe space at this point so I'll often write out and post my personal thoughts here. #shitpost - is for general light-hearted stuff/ranting, thoughts that I'm fine sharing with others. #chatter - random passing thoughts (I'm mostly being crackhead in that tag honestly) , not meant for others to see but it's fine if you see and comment on it. Idm. #diary - self explanatory, can have heavy traumatic stuff under the tag, again - not meant for others to see but it's fine if you see and comment on it. Idm. If I don't want people to see something/interact with a particular post I'll mention it in the post!! Another pointer is that I'm a sanatani through and through so I'll post about stuff related to hinduism in general (occasionally), if that triggers you or you're not a believer feel free to block the tags #desiblr and #hindublr.

[zeherili-ankhein]

GUYS GUYS so I changed my keyboard theme/wallpaper after a VERY long time

And had a few options I want y'all to show, not that I'll use that one, I'm still gonna use the one I like tha most (im sorry im sorry T_T but im just like that)

I just want you all's opinion on which one's the best

So this one was the last one... (Ik ik I loved it a lot too)

And these are the new options...

As you can see I love green a lot- 💚😌

Is this post highly immature and unnecessary? Yes... But this is my blog and I can do whatever the fuck I want—

[uchihaharlot]

I have a question, what do you think of Obito/Tobi?

Hello nonny 😌🥹

You are my first ask on this blog 🥳🎉 And it’s of my beloved Obito/Tobi. 😍 Obito forever will be a gentle giant in my eyes with a side of fucking you stupid. Save that for another day. I will distinguish between the two personalities best I can. I feel like, aside from the mask hiding his identity, it was easier for him to be who he wanted to be in Tobi without the pressure.

Some sfw with mild suggestive themes Obito/Tobi headcanons:

Obito:

• Despite his role in bringing near world domination, he’s a lover not a fighter. After all the whole reason he went awol was because of Rin and Madara’s influence.

• Very easily manipulated. ☺️😅 Sorry Obito, he just is so gullible half majority the time. He doesn’t know any better, Madara completely lobotomized him from a young age to be his pawn after he died. A patsy for his own gain for Madara’s return from death.

• Definitely died virginal. Unless he fucked a white Zetsu, and as a teen he wasn’t very explorative given the seclusion and watchful eye of old man Madara. Plus he was focused on healing and growing half his damn body back. Plus, he didn’t look like himself anymore which probably gave him a bit of body dysmorphia and fed his insecurities.

• Genuinely believed he was being led the correct path in life. That he didn’t need anyone or the village — just Madara (especially didn’t need that Bakashi!!).

• Like majority of the men who are traumatized in this series, Obito can’t sleep at night. Late at night the inner confines of his mind play psychological warfare and close in on himself. ‘Am I doing the right thing?’ ‘Will this really make me feel better?’ ‘Will peace come once the dust settles?’

• Holds in his emotions until they crush him, figuratively and literally. Then he really carries the mantra of ‘burdened with glorious purpose.’ It replaces the heart on his sleeve and that’s when he hardens — or he thinks.

• Seeing Rin die definitely was that final straw and at the hands of Kakashi without any preemptive warning on the situation at hand. This is where Obito does a 180 and harnesses that resolve to carryon Madara’s will. Which is where Tobi comes out.

Tobi:

• Let’s see. I think when Obito designed became prisoner to this persona, it was a coping mechanism. Tobi was one way to get around his turmoil and needing a disguise was the perfect way to avoid dealing with deep seated issues. Win/win/???.

• It makes keeping a distance from the other Akatsuki members easier. Tobi doesn’t want to talk about his trauma or about his family’s history. When Itachi joins it’s imperative that the rest don’t know his secret. What trauma? He’s a new man in this new little world he’s made.

• Which is why in the beginning he’s such a butterball of feigned ignorant bliss. Obito never had the chance at a real childhood so what better way than to live that vicariously through his second ego?

• It also boosted his confidence, tremendously. Being an authoritative figure hiding within the ranks of a hand basket of deplorables made him deliciously confident. He can’t pinpoint why exactly, but having the Akatsuki on the string of his tennis shoe like puppets is an ego boost. It’s an added bonus that most are unsuspecting.

• I think Tobi sleeps most nights peacefully, not always though. Still has these moments of uncertainty, like that meme of your brain before going to bed and it spouts off some shit you’d rather not spend the night debating with yourself about. That still happens to Tobi but not as frequently as when it was Obito in the cockpit of his psyche.

• At the end of the day; we all have a face that we would hide. The face of a stranger, and when it comes to Tobi, Obito is his dead name — he doesn’t recognize much beyond the hurt that got him to where he was today. Letting it fester and further infect his brain. What did they call it? The curse of hatred: Obito is the poster child for this. Sure Sasuke would be a runner up but Sasuke literally chose the path of vengeance, Obito was molded by it. Tobi is the darkness and Obito became a prior life.

[nymika-arts]

that's a big number!! i can't even count that high

thank you guys so much for sticking around with me on my weird little blog, you make this such a fun place to be and to share my work, whether you're here for my art, my gifs, my writing, or just my charming personality 😌 seriously though, if you've ever left a like or a reblog or a comment on something i've made, or sent me a nice ask or dm, just know you've made me smile and i truly appreciate you!

now for the fun stuff:

send me a 🥸 + a word prompt and i will draw a weird little guy for you. but u have to promise to take care of him. [mutuals only]

send me a ✨ + your creations tag and i'll rec a few of my recent faves and tell you why i love them

send me a 🌅 + a word/colour (or even a character/tv show/movie!) and i'll make a little moodboard for you (for example, send ' + ocean" for an ocean themed board)

send a 🎶 + a word/vibe or a character and i'll make a mini-playlist for you

feel free to also treat this as an open ask game! send me questions, top 5's, ask for recs, make me choose, etc etc

i'll rb this a few times for people to see, feel free to rb to spread it around if it suits you 🥰 thank you guys again for supporting me and for just hanging out. love u lots!

tagging some mutuals below:

@herodiaz @deareddie @blackberrygf @renecdote @catdadeddie @fcntasmas @tripleaxeldiaz @tawaifeddiediaz @dearestdiaz @buttercupbuck @nicolasnelsons @rewritetheending @icarusbuck @bigfootsmom @lucydonato @eddiediaaz @bieddiediaz @jamiettart @astroxnot @mellaithwen @like-the-rest-of-la @kitchenscene @xxfiction-is-my-realityxx @herosiris @princessfbi @buckactuallys @diazly @hattalove @clusterbuck @theedorksinlove @cinematicnomad @mistmarauder @homerforsure @grumpycakes @bilosan @stationoneeighteen @drysdaales @useramor @firefam

u guys don't have to participate if you're not interested i just want u to know that i appreciate u 💖 if i forgot anyone i'm sorry there are holes in my brain but i love u too

[berryzxx]

🤍2023 post 🤍

(ty for the idea, i'm sure u don't mind me stealing it @halucynator)

SO 2023 has been an ok year, not bad but not amazing but I'm so grateful I joined Tumblr this year because otherwise I would never have talked to the amazing people on here. Thank you so much for being my mutuals, liking and reblogging my delusions and also even if i haven't interacted with you thank you for following me! I love you all lots and lots and would love to interact with lot's more people (IDC WHO U ARE LITERALLY JUST SPAM ME IF U WANT)

I hope everyone has an amazing year and HOPEFULLY complete their new years resolution (i don't even have one anymore because i never follow it😭)

@halucynator: so obviously ur up first because we literally don't even talk for like a week or so but then we continue our conversations like nothings been missed. 😭 Your probably one of my first mutuals that i interacted with so much because of how nice you were and basically delusional. Your so god damn funny like if we ever met i think my stomach would hurt from how much I would laugh at ur jokes. (also ur rizz/pick up lines need to be taught in a seminar or some shit) Your actually really sweet and I hope u have an amazing new year. Ly u lots Lucy! ���🤍- also we're literally soulmates

@brekkershadowsinger: I literally started this tumblr and you were one of my first mutuals and idek why because the stuff i was posting back then was so dry but still THANK YOU because you are always so sweet and just one of the nicest mutuals i have. You deserve having an amazing 2024! ✨🤍

@leafsandstarlight: First of all ur fics probably got me through these winter months because I was literally procrastinating so bad. But i'm glad i was using my time wisely by reading ur fics because u are such an amazing writer. And u are also one of the sweetest mutuals i have so thank you 🤍 I hope you have a beautiful 2024 with lots of happy memories.

@lorcanisdabest: I don't think we're mutuals but I think ur blog is so so good. Any time I see ur posts i reblog that shit so fast because of how real it is. I love ur Elucien, pro Eris AND pro Nesta blog. Enjoy ur new year!

@foaming-sea: OH MY GOD. How do i even thank you because i was literally about to throw my phone when my account stopped working and I had no idea what to do. You are literally the sweetest, funny and so kind. You helped me get my account back because I was clueless back then so thank you and also thank you for just being who you are. I love talking to you and literally just talking about our dreams and aspirations in life. ly u lots and hope u have a fabulous 2024. 💕💕

@skeelly : I am HERE for the blog changing that goes on almost every week. I love coming on to tumblr and seeing ur new themes because they're always so aesthetic and gorgeous. I hope u do what makes u happy next year 🤍✨

@theeslutintheroom: We are SO delusional and i love it. You are always ready to message me back after the most randomest things i send u and i love u for it. Thank you for being my mutual because u make me laugh and are just so nice in general (and unhinged) (and delusional) (and pyscho) anyways ur definitely going to have an amazing 2024 because u are finally meeting ur soulmate😌💕

@slytherinslut0 : Your literally a celebrity on tumbr but ANYWAYS. I love ur fics and ur TAGS? They are so real and make me laugh every time like god damn u just want to be railed by those slytherin boys😭 (who doesn't?) I hope u have an amazing 2024 and make lots of new wonderful memories.

@suugarbabe: Your writing is so top tier like...ALSO i didn't even know who tf Mattheo Riddle (Benjamin Wadsworth) and so THANK YOU for posting about him so much that i realised he was actually pretty hot and would now be a part of my delusions. (your also a celebrity on here😌) You are so sweet and real and i love ur blog. The next year, hopefully brings lots of goodness to you and I hope u always stay happy!

@thevanserrras: HELLO? Where do i start?? Because first of all ur writing is so amazing like publish a book rn and I'll buy it. Your posts always make me happy especially Eris related ones because u feed my delusions. I hope u have a wonderful 2024 like u deserve! 🤍

@secret-third-thing: I love love love ur writing it is so good. I love seeing whatever u post and reblog because of how relatable it is. I love talking about what new book ur reading, especially the recs u give. I hope u have an amazing next year and have all ur dreams and aspirations come true ✨🤍

@theladyofbloodshed: OMDS. Your writing? Your probably one of my favourite writers on here and a03. If I had to put a fic at number one it would definitely be ACOTF. I love seeing ur posts on my dash! I am currently reading YTCTHIEB and i'm loving it so far. Have an amazing 2024 like u deserve! xx

My amazing and beautiful mutuals I hope u all have a year full of lots of happiness. I would love to tag each and every one of you but ik some people don't want to be tagged and I'm also a lazy bitch :)

ALSO thank you soo so so much to all my followers, I love u all lots and lots and would love to interact with u more so feel free to send in random questions or just anything tbh🤍

(also ignore the fact that i'm posting this a day late 😭)

[honeysuckleharringtons]

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐨: 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐬'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐡

Very long time no see, my friends. I went through a phase where writing absolutely sucked and I just could not come up with any ST fics but!!! I am here to change that now 😌

In honor of everyone's (yes, everyone's) favorite holiday, I have put together a compilation of Halloween-themed fics for all of you lovely people to enjoy!

As always, this will not be limited to just one of my blogs! There will of course be fics posted over on @reidsaurora and @hornyhornyhimbos (MDNI!!) if those also pique your interest.

▪︎ October 25th:

Billy Hargrove 🦇 Tossing Me the Car Keys

In which Reader and Muse go for a little late-night drive, Muse having a somewhat hidden motive behind the activity.

▪︎ October 26th:

Steve Harrington 🦇 Spill Your (Pumpkin) Guts

In which Reader and Muse have a little competition to see who can carve the better pumpkin.

▪︎ October 28th:

Jonathan Byers 🦇 The Perfect Canvas

In which Reader uses Muse to practice their Halloween costume makeup.

▪︎ October 31st:

Eddie Munson 🦇 Black Cats Need Candy Too

In which Reader and Muse receive an unexpected trick-or-treater at their door.

mutuals! feel free to spread the word if you'd like!

@dungeons-are-too-cold @writer-in-theory @rupsmorge @serenity-lattes @stevesmunsons @appocalipse @reputationmunson @battymunson @sadgirlml @gay-prentiss

celebration post art: me!

halloween dividers: @firefly-graphics

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LYCO'S BOX OF CURIOSITIES (as always, pick your faves & no pressure!! 😌)

💕 — single or taken?

❓ — three adjectives that describe you

❤️ — what are some of your best qualities?

💔 — what are some of your worst qualities?

🎮 — favorite video game(s)?

🍝 — favorite food(s)?

😖 — what annoys you?

🎶 — favorite song at the moment?

🗒 — what is/are your favorite genre(s)/theme(s) to write

🤔 — what genre(s)/theme(s) do you struggle to write the most?

😤 — what do you dislike the most about being part of the rpc?

🎉 — what are some of your favorite things to do with your irl friends?

😗 — what are some of your favorite things to do when you have some time to yourself?

💯 — share three random facts about yourself that your mutuals may not know about you.

An old meme I forgot about! :O

💕 — single or taken?

Taken.

❓ — three adjectives that describe you

No, I suck at these LOL.

❤️ — what are some of your best qualities?

I am a very honest person, if you ask for my help, I won't beat around the bush. I will tell you how it is and offer you a solution on how to fix it (sometimes people don't like that tho...). I have exceptionally strong work ethic, and I tend to see things from multiple perspectives. I generally have very strong morals, and I'm a lawful person. I try to be decent and understanding.

💔 — what are some of your worst qualities?

The memory of a fish, you're talking to me? You better make sure I'm listening because I tend to zone out and listen to the static inside my head X'D. DO NOT DISRUPT MY ROUTINE, I am a creature of habit and I will become unreasonably angry when it's disturbed. Sensory overload will also make me unreasonably angry. Antisocial as fuck, don't tend to reach out to people because I'm hopeless at it, and I also suck at talking about myself. I'm boring as fuck lol. XD Also, I can be apathetic about many things as well.

🎮 — favourite video game(s)?

OH BOY I have so many! Loads from the 90's, early 2000s. Mass Effect, Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dead Space, Alien: Isolation, GTA: Vice City (that soundtrack!), Half Life, Donkey Kong 2, Gears of War, The Witcher 3, the list could go on tbh...

🍝 — favourite food(s)?

Sushi, chocolate.

😖 — what annoys you?

What doesn't? I'm in my 30's lol XD The sound of crying babies, people chewing, dogs barking non stop. People being cunts for no reason? General lack of logical brain power. Blog police.

🎶 — favourite song at the moment?

This outstanding cover of Don't Pay the Ferryman by Domian.

🗒 — what is/are your favourite genre(s)/theme(s) to write

Slow burn, angst, putting my muses through hell and back (I love my muses suffering because I am evil...). But also happy endings <3

🤔 — what genre(s)/theme(s) do you struggle to write the most?

Anything that is already established in the media? Like rewriting some kind of a scene that's already played out in game? I just can't... I don't know how to when it's already been done? Can we just move on and plot that we've already been there, done that? :'D I'm just BAD at it.

😤 — what do you dislike the most about being part of the rpc?

Blog policing is probably my biggest one. Just let people enjoy what they want, write what they want, who gives a fuck? It doesn't involve you, so move on? You don't like something, a ship or a theme, cool, good for you... move the fuck on with your life. I'm so over the purity culture? Or whatever the fuck it's called? How did some of you people ever survive the internet before 2010? You don't know shit about the person behind the computer screen, so get off your high horse. Some people like to write dark themes and they might be curing cancer at the same time. Who are you to judge over fictional characters? Also maybe don't let a stranger on the internet impact your life so much, because that's on you. :/

🎉 — what are some of your favourite things to do with your irl friends?

Friends? What are those? lol. Honestly, I tend to have an extremely small friend group, but I do like going camping and adventures in the bush, going out and eating to socialise is good, too. Playing games. Going to metal concerts :D

😗 — what are some of your favourite things to do when you have some time to yourself?

Play video games, write, draw, nature photography. I am a silly bird man.

💯 — share three random facts about yourself that your mutuals may not know about you.

Again, I'm bad at these, lol. XD

[alientown]

im late and i never know what to say but THANK U for the 500 followers!!!! <3

decided to change my theme, go check it to see the nice alien in the sidebar 😌

also i've made a cc finds blog a while ago if anyone wants to check it

[hereindreamlandpng]

Hello and welcome, dreamers.

I’m Olive and this is my side blog for silly pngs, moodboards, dividers and pictures. I’ve always loved photography, and everything I post on this blog is my own pictures. HPfandom main blog: @olivianott

Since this is my side blog, just know I can’t like posts or follow anyone, I’m doing that with my main 😌.

Everyone is welcome to use the photos, dividers, pngs and everything that you will find on this blog. Use it for your stories, moodboards, posts, whatever you create. I’d love it if you tag me in your post if you use them, because I love seeing the creations in use. If you like my posts, please let me know by liking, commenting and reblogging my posts, it keeps me motivated and inspired.

Feel free to send me an ask with a suggestion for dividers or pngs, or a theme for them, or anything else you want to tell me, don’t be shy.

Since I'm still trying to only make pngs and dividers from my own photos and make my own graphics, please be patient with me if you suggest something. I have to think about a way to make it happen, take pictures or find appropriate photos in my vault. I like the challenge though, so feel free to suggest anything.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾ masterlist ☾. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. 

I hope you like it here - in dreamland.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. 

Happy dreaming

[here2bbtstrash]

✨ it’s jihope month!! ✨

that's right babes!!!!! 🌹 now that it is officially february, the month of loooove, it means the time has come to celebrate my two best boys, whom i love with my whole entire heart 🫠💋❤️‍🔥🫶♎️♒️😘💌🍑🍆🥵

🌹 so what does jihope month mean?? -> essentially, for the month of february, this blog is gonna be all about park jimin & jung hoseok, together and separate!! i will be exclusively writing content featuring jihope, all my fic rec friday reads will be jihope-flavored, and i'm even gonna open jihope drabble requests 🤭

🌹 hold up - drabble requests?? 👀👀👀 -> YES!!!!! the horny drabbles are back baybeeeeyyyyy 😩 for this month only~ there's a post here with the full details!! 😘💌

🌹 i heard something about building a fic?? -> that's right - i got a chaotic bonus idea in the middle of the month 😈 we're gonna build a valentine's themed fic, where y'all will vote in polls to tell me exactly what you want to see!! check out the build-a-fic masterlist here for all the details and the full list of polls!

🌹 okay but why only jihope?? -> bc they're my bias line and i do what i want 😌 - also hobi's birthday is this month, and we've got ~rumors~ that pjm1 will drop in february! and i lowkey don't feel like there's enough jimin/hobi content on tumblr... i'm writing the porn i wish to see in the world, okay?!?!

🌹 but what about LDOMLT?? -> there's a whole update post on that here. shortest version is, if i finish ch11 this month i'll post it! but it may take longer. and i don't wanna hold myself back from writing other things in the meantime!

🌹 how can we join in on the fun?? -> spread the good word of jihope!! 🫶 try your hand at writing one or both of them and tag me! send me recs of your favorite jihope fics (together or separate)! tag me in your favorite jihope gifsets! drop random jihope thots in my ask box! VOTE IN THE POLLS FOR OUR VALENTINE'S BUILD-A-FIC!! the possibilities are endless~ ✨

that's it! hope y'all are excited bc i sure am~ let the chaos begin!!! 😈 and omg a million thank yous to THEEEEE LEGEND!!!!! @kithtaehyung for this insane banner like y'all can we believe?!?!?!? i literally can't stop staring at it 😩💌

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—🎈WRITERS AND ARTISTS APPRECIATION POST🧸— Contents: I'm being quite expressive AXCHOL-

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For @the-v-lociraptor

Ayo, Raps, you are incredibly awesome, I would be down to know about your yuusona, an enthusiast Riddle fan I can simply sense it. Classic choice 😌! I have seen glimpses of you chatting with Ceru and it's only a few crumbs and holy, your brainrot has me invested about your oc lore and background. If we talk more together then I could rant longer---

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For @twistedtalking / (Already sent.)

I gotta say, your concept is unique, I commend you for keeping the characters as accurate as the source material your best as a fellow newer twst writer. Love your incorrect quotes, your ramblings and your humor within the fics you do too. You're doing fantastically and I'm here to cheer you!

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For @suiseisyojo / (Already sent.)

Your headcanons and stories are magnificent, Shye 🥺✨ I feel there's an air of being so well-put, something that when I look, it's like a fairytale with many wondrous moments happening inside and how you display is unprecedented, it's one of my favorites. Your characterization on the boys had me amazed when I go over it to study how it came to be. I love the header and fonts you have ♥️ it's a line with color like pink or black I suppose 🍬

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For @ceruleancattail /(Already sent.)

Let me think how I'll break it down into words, your stories are as if they are cotton candies, tarts, so picture yourself getting thrown into a dream that has scenery so wonderful that you don't want to ever wake up from. In truth, anything sinister is hiding beneath that welcoming grace, the inhabitants there just won't let you leave💕 Your writing is both a paradise and can be nightmare depending on the will of your hands.

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For @kurukuryu / (Already sent.)

When I think about your art, it's as if I'm at a cafe ♥︎ where I can smell a lot variety of sweets with dozens of grand aesthetics paintings! Your sketches are marshmallows, I want to gobble them up honestly <33 they are precious, made me melt on my mind too🌷 I like seeing you talking about everything in general, your yume, ocs, literally anything. And I hope I can be a good friend to you ☕️ˊˎ·˚ ༘

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For @cxlemon / @cxsinesis

I have to say, your portrayals are ornate and euphemistic to look and read at. In my opinion, the imagery, metaphors, how you deliver had me think that it's not just standard actions. Makes me wonder how many years and efforts did it take you to polish your vocabularies and style. Because it's an art and a masterpiece. Other nsfw fics highlights more on the behavior part, that's great too but there's loftiness in your themes and narration. You gave me inspiration on what I might do🥺

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For @kunehori

Your illustrations are hypnotizing, it's as if I'm at the ocean, listening to seagulls chirping, it's peaceful, and I feel so happy and smile like a moron when I saw you on my dash. You can draw and devise texts to form a whole universe with the tip of your brush and on papers. It's fluffy. Beautiful. You captured my attention to your ideas and words. I'm speechless and honored you're here, Ari. (Ty for being a pal on my main too andgjshdheb.)

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For @cupids-chamber

When I visualize about the imparting, it leaves butterflies in my stomach, it's so melodious to my ears, I would never get bored by your writing because it's like I'm in a land of ethereal with spells and myths. You have stolen my sight and mind. I'm enamored to whatever you described in the fable. You have motivated me to broaden my perspectives on that fanfics are frankly precious to me.

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For @blues824

YOUR DILIGENCE IS ADMIRABLE. You did for a lot of fandoms in your account, ranging from anime to even webtoons, you must be experienced on what you're doing, absolutely no doubt on it. And ahem, if you ever have a side blog, lemme notice, I'll be the first to follow you on it because you're amazing. Like seriously, I meant my praise 🍰

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For @siphoklansan

Gurl, you have the most delicious abilities to craft things. I hope you will get excellent scores on tests by the way, rooting for you all the way there. I love how you transform our Thai culture and adapted it into your comic panels, it's truly refreshing because I'm very much immersed to when you verbalized it.

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For @oepionie

It's official that you are one of my favorites. Your headcanons, drabbles, and fics are poetic. They are what grasped my heart, had me blush and squeal to myself whenever I turned around to scrutinize them. Kind of like how it's luring me into the rabbit hole where Alice has once fallen into a dark abyss. To the unknown and it's going to be adventurous 🌻

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For @treytheslay

I eat up your yandere and dark contents, especially if it's about my fav twst characters. Looking forward to the series and what you will plan in your blog. I'm weak to your prompts because I am so fond and curious on what type you will brew up for us to consume next. Will it be angst? Heartbreaking?

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For @miinprn /Not related in twst fandom.

I have been a mutual with you a long time on twt, ever since tog and etc, your doodles and personality is just so comforting to be with and I adore how you color and draw your portraits, they are super pretty. Never stop being yourself, okay? I will always be here for you and encourage you to your goal🪴

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For @hxjikonn

I am feral for your literature dear Haji, god tier stuff right there, I'm telling you 100% because I'm nuts for your imagination and snippets you have. I am totally fine with you being on hiatus as well. Drink a lot of water, have a great break as you look after yourself in reality and managing your life<3